A pain - I do not mean a physical pain as a fall from a bicycle, or from roller skates or tripping over the corner of the bed. I'm talking about the pain, the shooting pain inside which brings tears to the eyes and grips the heart. Pain for which there is no pill or ointment to cure. I'm talking about the pain which others cause us, or the pain which we cause to others and for which we cannot find an excuse.
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How can we avoid the pain which churns our conscience?
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Pain as if a careless surgeon’s scalpel has carved into our souls. Pain which others can’t see, but nonethaless is like a disease in our inside.
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Some say that such pain is good for us, because it leads us further and helps us overcome our weaknesses and we could build a stronger self.
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Friedrich Nietzsche once said: "What does not kill you, it will make you stronger."
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Is this really true?
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Others say that the pain could overcome you. Rob you of the joy to which you have a right. What a life is it if you cannot rejoice in it and be glad each day, and if someone deprives you of that joy you have to defend yourself - strike, if necessary, before you are hurt by them.
But I don’t want that this power to kill a part of me, by someone who may reach out a hand to me for asking for help.
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"Even though – sometimes for me nobody helped at critical times. I've had to overcome the difficulty by myself."
What is the right way to bring peace to my soul?
Who knows?
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